444 (Poor Song)

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Coming on down from the other side of town
And I didn't leave 'til my pockets were filled
I went back to my pad and
grabbed my little lad
Had my wife pack up our till
We were skipping on the rent,
cause the moneys all been spent
And i aint had a job in a while
I lost it back then, and I remember when,
I didn't mind wearing a smile

Running down the track and I started thinking back
To where all my troubles began
I had one on the way, so what could I say,
signed up to work for the man
But then one day they said "your jobs going away"
I asked if there was anything I could do?
They said
"Its really quite funny,
cause we're making lots of money,
We just don't give a shit about you"
So I started to steal and rob,
cause it was better than getting a job
Where your treated like dog in the shit
Im gonna make my own way, go about my day,
Cause there aint even work to quit

So here I stand, with no real good plan, just an empty sky ahead
I'd kill any man or fight any clan, to keep my poor family fed
Cause Im a hurt scared animal, turned thief to a cannibal
Backed in the corners again
And Ill be swinging like wild, cause Im the last natural child
with only God to judge my sins

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from American Murder Ballads, released May 22, 2017

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